Author's Note: Just a little warning-the content of this chapter is a little more adult. I don't write love scenes, so you'll have to use your imagination for that, but here's a little bit of fluffiness for our cute couple :)

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Chapter 10-I've Wanted This for So Long

Jenna softly ran her hands up and down Hank's back as he held her close, kissing her over and over as his hands gently drifted all over her. It felt so good to finally take this step, and Jenna knew that in his arms, she was safe, protected, and deeply loved.

"Hank," she said softly as he kissed her.

"I love hearing you say my name," he said as his lips brushed her cheek.

Jenna giggled, whispering his name again as she pulled him closer and kissed him deeper.

He rested his forehead against hers for a moment. "Are you ok?" he asked.

Jenna nodded. "Oh yeah. I'm good, babe."

"Good," Hank said, picking up where he left off. "I've wanted this for so long," he said softly between kisses.

"Me too. It's even better than I thought it would be," Jenna said.

"For me too, babe."

Jenna closed her eyes as Hank's lips moved to her neck.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you Jen," he said, continuing his path down her neck.

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The next morning, Hank woke up early, his internal alarm clock refusing to let him sleep in. He smiled as he looked down at Jenna sleeping in his arms, where she'd been the entire night. He softly kissed the top of her head before pulling her closer.

A little while later, he felt Jenna start to stir. She rolled over in his arms, putting hers around his waist as she snuggled up close to him. "Good morning," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Good morning," he said, tucking her head under his chin as he held her close.

"Do you have to go to work?"

"It's Saturday, Jen."

She pulled back a little and looked up at him sleepily. "So do you have to go to work?"

He laughed a little. "No. Unless we catch a case, I'm all yours all day."

"Good," she said, moving back into her place against him, enjoying the way she seemed to perfectly fit in his arms, like they were made for each other. They held each other for awhile, napping off and on through the morning.

A little while later, Hank pulled away from Jenna so he could go fix them something to eat.

"Where are you going?" Jenna asked.

"To fix you breakfast. Is that ok?"

Jenna sighed. "Yeah I guess food would be good."

As Hank climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants, Jenna pulled the sheet up, tucking it around her as she leaned against the headboard.

"Getting shy on me?" Hank asked, stifling a smile.

"Maybe a little."

He sat back down next to her, leaning close to her, his thumb stroking her hip over the sheet. "So last night you had no problem giving yourself to me completely, and now this morning you're covering up?" he asked, a small smirk on his face.

"What can I say? Last night you swept me off my feet," she said, smiling as he kissed her.

"Yeah, well, whatever it was, you were right."

"Right? About what?" Jenna questioned him, confused.

"You told me one of those first nights on your couch that it would be worth the wait. I'm happy to report you were definitely right."

Jenna giggled. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," she said as he kissed her again. "And thank you, for being so patient with me and waiting until I was ready."

"I never want you to do something you're not ready to do, and I would never push you, Jen. Waiting…as hard as it was, I'm glad we didn't rush." He kissed her deeply. "It was amazing, every moment," he said softly, sending chills down Jenna's spine.

As he started to get up, Jenna grabbed his arm, pulling him back down. "Don't go yet," she said, kissing him again, running her hand up and down his chest.

"I have to get up if I'm going to cook you breakfast."

She sighed. "Ok. I do want food. But when we're done, I want you right back here."

"Absolutely." He kissed her again. "I love you."

"I love you."

"Say it again."

Jenna giggled. "I love you Hank."

"I love you Jenna," he said, giving her another quick kiss.

When Hank was gone, Jenna climbed out of bed, picking up Hank's discarded shirt from the floor and slipping it on. She made her way out to the kitchen where Hank was fixing breakfast. He turned his head when he heard her, and he dropped the spoon when he saw her.

"What?" Jenna asked.

Hank's breath caught in his chest as he took in the sight in front of him, messy waves perfectly framing her face, her bare shoulder peeking out from under his shirt, and gorgeous legs that he couldn't wait to get his hands on again.

"How am I supposed to focus on cooking when you come in here looking like this?"

Jenna slipped her arms around his waist, planting a kiss on the back of his neck. "I was hoping I could encourage you to make it quick so we can go back to bed."

"Well, I'm getting this done as fast as I can, and just so you know, that shirt definitely looks better on you that it ever did on me."

She laughed, pouring them both a cup of coffee and leaning against the counter as she watched him cook. As he cooked, he kept stealing glances at her over his shoulder.

After breakfast, Hank let Jenna pull him back to bed, where they spent the next few hours, talking, napping, and making love. As Hank watched Jenna sleep, he couldn't help but think back to the day he asked her out, after a giant push from Erin. That day, he wondered where their date would lead, and now, looking down at the incredible woman he loved asleep in his arms, the reality was better than anything he could've dreamed.